At Your Home

When there's joy in your crib, like everyone singing together
For what was, what will be, and for everything you do
There were better days, but we'll never give up
For the long-lasting joy, as it will come just as it came

Everyone's hands in the air, celebrating before salvation
We see your goodness up high, but also in the land of the living
We raise our voices to the heavens, and fill them with song
We'll celebrate together like a family, when we come back to your crib

If we don't sing and praise, the stones will not be silent
All creation calls to you, blessed be the one who comes
Whether another year or another hundred, we'll wait for you eagerly
He who ascended, will also descend and then the celebration will begin

Everyone's hands in the air, celebrating before salvation
We see your goodness up high, but also in the land of the living
We raise our voices to the heavens, and fill them with song
We'll celebrate together like a family, when we come back to your crib

Behold how good and pleasant, when we all praise
Singing together to God, each one is a part of it all inside
Behold how good and pleasant, when we all praise
Singing together to God, each one is a part of it all inside